☼ Berchclan ☼ - Warrior Cat Roleplay

Many moons ago there used to be four clans. But then a tragedy happened the clans were wiped out except for kits, elders, a couple warriors, and one medicine cat and a leader. The cats argued constantly over what to do. And then they had decided on rebuilding a clan. We named that clan Berchclan.

Nightstar- "Tigerpelt, take Halfpaw out on patrol. Keep your eyes and ears open for foxes or badgers. If you spot or scent one come back here immediately don't try to take care of it yourselves." He meows, standing outside of his den his black pelt glowing in the sunlight. He pads over to the nursery and he pushes his way through the brambles.

Tigerpelt- "Halfpaw, come on." He calls to the apprentices den and he waits by the entrance to the Berchclan camp. He sits down and wraps his tail over his paws as he waits for the young she-cat apprentice.

Halfpaw- She comes running out of the apprentices den and rushes over to Tigerpelt, almost running into him. "Sorry, Tigerpelt!" She meows and she walks out of the camp through the branches that make a small opening to get in and out.

Mudkit - "Really?? Outside the nursery? Alright!" He darted away before either cat could say another word, it had been too long since he was let outside the nursery because he was still so young.

Hawkkit - she purred as she watched Mudkit take off. "that silly tom." She looked up at her father and rubbed her head against his leg affectionately before padding after Mudkit.

Poisonpelt - Once satisfied with how her den looks she stands up and stretches, she peeks through the branches of her den and notices the sunlight shining threw. Perfect time to sunbathe. She thought with a purr.

Nightstar- His whiskers twitched amused and he purrs he pads out of the nursery after the kits and he goes and finds a nice sunny spot to sit and watch the kits.

Halfpaw- She looks down and pads after Tigerpelt keeping her senses open for any danger.

Tigerpelt- Him and Halfpaw finish patrolling the territory with nothing dangerous going on, bummed, he looks at Halfpaw. "Alright we can hunt. Lets split up if you get in trouble find me right away." He walks away from Halfpaw and he goes down to the river, he scents a vole nearby he looks around and spots it a little ways down the river. He gets into a hunters crouch and he checks to make sure his scent is down wind, he slowly moves towards it watching out for leaves and twigs that might give him away. He wiggles his hindquarters and he pounces and gives the killing bite, he buries the vole so he can collect it later.